Amazon exiles discussion

Do you remember Hullabaloo,
Upbeat, Shinding and Ed Sullivan too?
Do you remember rock'n'roll radio?
Do you remember rock'n'roll radio?

Do you remember Murray the K,
Alan Freed, and high energy?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century

Do you remember lying in bed
With your covers pulled up over your head?
Radio playin' so no one can see
We need change, we need it fast
Before rock's just part of the past
'Cause lately it all sounds the same to me
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh

Will you remember Jerry Lee,
John Lennon, T. Rex and OI Moulty?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century
(ramones)

Salt fare, North Sea,
Weird stare. Further than the eye can see.
He had a head like a toy shop, bow legged stance off,
Must have been the rolling sea.
Some old salty, how he used to rock me.
Jelly roll or Jerry Lee, how he used to rock me.

Hull Fair waltzers, bopping to Brenda Lee.
River boat jazz cruise, jiving to the Two-Nineteen.


Some old salty, how he used to rock me.
Jelly roll or Jerry Lee, how he used to rock me.

Down there for dancing, come on Mr Chester please.
Play "Deliah's gone" for one more round, some old Salty's on his feet.

Some old salty, how he used to rock me.
Jelly roll or Jerry Lee, how he used to rock me.

Salt fare, North Sea,
Weird stare. Further than the eye can see.
He had a head like a toy shop, bow legged stance off,
Must have been the rolling sea.
Some old salty, how he used to rock me.
Jelly roll or Jerry Lee, how he used to rock me.
Down "The Abercrombie"

(Lal Waterson)

The night was rainy and the night was blue
And I was thinkin' only of a gal I knew
I took a walk to the middle of town
I had to have a pretty lady named Georgia Lee Brown
(a-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom, a-doodle-doodle-doo)

Told her I was lonely and only sad
She said, cheer it up and smile and don't you feel so sad
She took my hand and pointed to a lonely star
Then she walked me home to a neighbourhood bar
(a-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom-pom, a-doodle-doodle-doo)
(the cramps)

Hey
Look at the way she's wavin' her sail
It's a wondrous sight to see
People hurry on down from every town
Have a look at the Robert E. Lee
Proud and strong and made to be free
Can't go wrong on the Robert E. Lee
Got the sun in my eyes
And the wind in my face
And it's good just to be alive
Gonna set out tonight for New Orleans
I won't sleep till I arrive
And if I'm lucky,
I'll find a young lady under the stars
And we'll dance the night away
Somebody wake me and say it's a dream
Leadin' me far from my home
And haven't you noticed
Despite what it seems
You can't deny it's you and I alone
Maybe spend my life just workin' the land
Maybe livin' from day to day
But I'm free tonight in New Orleans
If I like it, I just might stay
Proud and strong and made to be free
Can't go wrong on the Robert E. Lee
Got the sun in my eyes
And the wind in my face
And it's good just to be alive
Gonna set out tonight for New Orleans
I won't sleep till I arrive

(Neil Diamond)

Make me a deal and make it straight
All signed and sealed, I'll take it
To Robert E. Lee I'll show it
I hope and pray he don't blow it 'cause
We've been around a long time just try try try tryin' to
Make the big time

Take me on a roller coaster
Take me for an airplane ride
Take me for a six days wonder but don't you
Don't you throw my pride aside besides
What's real and make believe
Baby Jane's in Acapulco We are flyin' down to Rio

Throw me a line I'm sinking fast
Clutching at straws can't make it
Havana sound we're trying
hard edge the hipster jiving
Last picture shows down the drive-in
You're so sheer you're so chic
Teenage rebel of the week
Flavours of the mountain steamline
Midnight blue casino floors
Dance the cha-cha through till sunrise
Open up exclusive doors oh wow!
Just like flamingos look the same
So me and you, just we two got to search for something new

Far beyond the pale horizon
Some place near the desert strand
Where my Studebaker takes me
That's where I'll make my stand but wait
Can't you see that Holzer mane?
What's her name Virginia Plain

(Roxy Music)

Wadin' through the waste stormy winter
And there's not a friend to help you through
Tryin' to stop the waves behind your eyeballs
Drop your reds, drop your greens and blues
Thank you for your wine, California
Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits
Yes I got the desert in my toenail
And I hid the speed inside my shoe
But come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on, honey child, beg you
Come on, come on down, you got it in ya
Got to scrape the shit right off your shoes
Yeah, I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
I want you come on, honey child, I beg you
I want you come on, honey child you got it in you
Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes
But come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on, come on down, I beg
Come on, come on down, you got it in you
Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes

(The Rolling Stones)

Carrying the weight on the end of a limb
You're just waitin' for somebody to pick you up again
Shaded by a tree, can't live up to a rose
All you ever wanted was a sunny place to grow
Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of
'Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
You're my Virginia bluebell, my Virginia bluebell
Even through a stone a flower can bloom
You just need a little push, spring is coming soon
Umbrella in the rain, they'll roll of your back
Weather what you can, realise what you have
Pretty little thing , sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of
'Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
You're my Virginia bluebell, my Virginia bluebell
Put a little light in the darkest places
Put a little smile on the saddest faces
Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of
'Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
You're my Virginia bluebell, my Virginia bluebell
(Miranda Lambert)

'I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie,
She's as pure as the lily in the dell,
She's as sweet as the heather,
The bonnie purple heather,
Mary, ma Scotch Bluebell.

I love a lassie, a bonnie Hielan' lassie,
If ye seen her ye would fancy her as well.
I met her in September, popp'd the question in November,
I'll soon hae her a' to masel'!
Her faither has consented, and I'm feelin' quite contented
'I went and sealed the bargain wi' a kiss.
I sit and weary, weary, when I think aboot ma deary,
An' you'll always hear me singing this:

I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie,
She's as pure as the lily in the dell,
She's as sweet as the heather,
The bonnie purple heather,
Mary, ma Scotch Bluebell.

I love a lassie, a bonnie Hielan' lassie,
She can warble like the mavis in the dell.
She's an angel ev'ry Sunday, but a jolly lass on Monday;
She's as modest as her namesake the bluebell.
She's nice, and neat and tidy,
And I meet her ev'ry Friday;
That's a very special nicht, I wadna miss.
I'm enchanted, I'm enraptured,
Since ma heart the darlin' captur'd.
She's intoxicated me with bliss.

I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie,
She's as pure as the lily in the dell,
She's as sweet as the heather,
The bonnie purple heather,
Mary, ma Scotch Bluebell.

(Sir Harry Lauder)

Do you take this man for your lawful husband?
Yes I do
And do you take this woman for you lawful wife?
Yes, I do
I’m getting married in the morning, Ding dong you hear the churchbell ring

She have me yellow baby and I’m gonna mind it

So take me to the church on time,

Now hear me man


Say if you think I’m sexy cho lickle girl reach out and touch me

If you really need me cho lickle girl reach out and tell me

Eh, give me your loving, give me your loving

Don’t forget about the all night squeezing

Don’t forget about the hugging and teasing


I’m getting married in the morning, Ding dong you hear the churchbell ring

She have me yellow baby and I’m gonna mind it

So take me to the church on time,

But hear me man


Say me on my way me a go a Barbican

Say me on my way me a go a Barbican

Me bruk up me wife, we named Susan

Say Lord mi husband I beg you sing a love song
(yellowman)

They call me mellow yellow (Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow (Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow

Saffron, yeah, I'm just mad about her
I'm just mad about Saffron, She's just mad about me

They call me mellow yellow (Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow (Quite rightly)
They call me mellow yellow

(Donovan)

Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon
She wore it in the winter
And the merry month of May
When I asked her: Why the yellow ribbon?
She said: It's for my lover who is far far away

Far away, far away, far away, far away
She said: It's for my lover who is far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
She said: It's for my lover who is far far away

When, at first, she met a winsome Johnny
He wasn't sure her heart was pure
Her eyes were far too bold
So, round her neck
He tied a yellow ribbon
He tied a yellow ribbon
'Cause it matched her hair of gold

Hair of gold, hair of gold
He tied a yellow ribbon
'Cause it matched her hair of gold
Hair of gold, hair of gold
He tied a yellow ribbon
For her eyes were far too bold

If, perchance, you spy a lovely maiden

And by her side, there walks with pride
A Johnny strong and gay
And round her neck there is a yellow ribbon
No matter how you love her
Please stay far far away

Far away, far away, far away, far away
No matter how you love her
Please stay far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
Her love is for another
So stay far far away
Far far away

Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon
She wore it in the winter
And the merry month of May
When I asked her: Why the yellow ribbon?
She said: It's for my lover who is far far away

Far away, far away
She said: It's for my lover who is far far away
Far away, far away
She said: It's for my lover who is far far away

Far far away
For her lover who is far far away

Various

(tech - I love ..... “and I’m gonna mind it” . Lovely line!)

Yellow, yellow, yellow, my yellow crayon, Yellow, yellow, yellow, my yellow crayon
Yellow, yellow, yellow, my yellow crayon, Yellow, yellow, yellow, my yellow crayon

Well, if you want to use my yellow crayon? Go ahead and use my yellow crayon
If you want to write, if you want to draw? Go ahead and use my yellow crayon

I put on my table, my yellow crayon, So sister and brother and daddy and mom
Can see on my table, my yellow crayon, And you can all use my yellow crayon

I skipped home from school, from school today, And I went to find my yellow crayon
Mommy and Daddy had broke it in two, And both was using my yellow crayon

Well, if you'd like to use my yellow crayon? Just ask for me and my yellow crayon
I'll let you use my yellow crayon, And I'll go and get you my yellow crayon

Now when you buy me some more crayons? Get me a whole lot of yellow crayons
Everybody uses my yellow crayons, And I'll need plenty of yellow crayons

My yellow crayon, my yellow crayon, And if you lose my yellow crayon?
Then I'll cry for my yellow crayon, 'Cos I wouldn't have me no yellow crayon

Just ask me to bring you my yellow crayon, And I'll ask you, "My yellow crayon?"
You say to me, "Your yellow crayon", And I'll tell you, "Here's my yellow crayon"

You can write letters with my yellow crayon, Pictures and numbers in yellow crayon
It's my yellow, my yellow crayon, And I want you to use my yellow crayon.

Now when I'm at home, my yellow crayon, Playin' with the kids, my yellow crayon
Swimmin' in the water, my yellow crayon, I'll be glad to bring you my yellow crayon

You have used my yellow crayon, You wore it down little, my yellow crayon
You wore it so small, my yellow crayon, I can't even hold it, my yellow crayon

Yellow, yellow, yellow, my yellow crayon, Yellow, yellow, yellow, my yellow crayon
Yellow, yellow, yellow, my yellow crayon, Yellow, yellow, yellow, my yellow crayon

(Woody Guthrie)

I'm comin' home, I've done my time
Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine
If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free
Then you'll know just what to do
If you still want me, if you still want me
Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
It's been three long years, do you still want me?
If I don't see a ribbon round the ole oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us, put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
Bus driver, please look for me
'Cause I couldn't bear to see what I might see
I'm really still in prison and my love, she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon's what I need to set me free
And I wrote and told her please
Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
It's been three long years, do you still want me?
If I don't see a ribbon round the ole oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us, put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
Now the whole damned bus is cheerin'
And I can't believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons round the ole oak tree
I'm comin' home
(tony orlando and dawn)

A North Countrie lass up to London did pass
Although with her nature it did not agree
Which made her repent and so often lament
Still wishing again in the North for to be
O the oak, and the ash, and the bonny rowan tree
Do flourish at home in the North Countrie

Fain would I be in the North Countrie
Where the lads and the lasses are making of hay
There should I see what is pleasant to me
A mischief on them that enticed me away
O the oak, and the ash, and the bonny rowan tree
Do flourish most bravely in our countrie

Since I came forth of the pleasant North
There's nothing delightful I see doth abound
They never can be half so merry as we
When we are a-dancing of Sellinger's Round
O the oak, and the ash, and the bonny rowan tree
Do flourish at home in our own countrie

But still I perceive I a husband might have
If I to the city my mind could but frame
But I'll have a lad that is North Countrie bred
Or else I'll not marry, in the mind that I am
O the oak, and the ash, and the bonny rowan tree
Do flourish most bravely in our countrie

Trad

If you're travelin' in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
If you go when the snowflakes storm
When the rivers freeze and summer ends
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm
To keep her from the howlin' winds
Please see for me if her hair hangs long
If it rolls and flows all down her breast
Please see for me if her hair hangs long
For that's the way I remember her best
I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all
Many times I've often prayed
In the darkness of my night
In the brightness of my day
So, if you're travelin' in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

(Bob Dylan).

With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face
Comes from the West country where the birds sing bass
She's got a house-big heart where we all live
And plead and council and forgive
Her widow's peak, her lips I've kissed
Her glove of bones at her wrist
That I have held in my hand
Her Spanish fly and her monkey gland
Her Godly body and its fourteen stations
That I have embraced, her palpitations
Her unborn baby crying, "Mummy"
Amongst the rubble of her body
Her lovely lidded eyes I've sipped
Her fingernails, all pink and chipped
Her accent which I'm told is "broad"
That I have heard and has been poured
Into my human heart and filled me
With love, up to the brim, and killed me
And rebuilt me back anew
With something to look forward to
Well, who could ask much more than that?
A West country girl with a big fat cat
That looks into her eyes of green
And meows, "He loves you", then meows again
(nick cave)

I slept through the Nineteen Sixties, I heard Dory Previn say
But me I caught me the great white bird, to the shores of Africay
Where I lost my adolescent heart, to the sound of a talking drum
Yeah, East of Woodstock, West of Vietnam
And on the roads outside Oshogbo, Lord I fell down on my knees
There were female spirits in old mud huts,
iron bells ringing up in the trees
And an eighty-year-old white priest, she made juju all night long
Yeah, East of Woodstock, West of Vietnam

Raise high the roof beams carpenter boy, yeah we're coming through the rye
In the cinema I saw the man on the moon, I laughed so hard I cried
It was somewhere in those rainy seasons, that I learned to carve my song
Yeah, East of Woodstock, West of Vietnam
Oh Africa, Mother Africa, you lay heavy on my breast
You old cradle of civilization, heart of darkness blood and death
Though we had to play you running scared, when the crocodile ate the sun
Yeah, East of Woodstock, West of Vietnam

Well I think it's going to rain tonight, I can smell it coming off the sea
As I sit here reading old Graham Greene I taste Africa on every page
Then I close my eyes and see those red clay roads,
and it's sundown and boys I'm gone
Yeah, East of Woodstock, West of Vietnam

Raise high the roof beams carpenter boy, yeah we're coming through the rye
It was a moveable feast of war and memory, a dark old lullaby
It was the smoke of a thousand camp fires, it was the wrong end of a gun,
Yeah, East of Woodstock, West of Vietnam.
Yeah, East of Woodstock, West of Vietnam

(Tom Russell)

They do their best, they do what they can
They get them ready for Vietnam
From old Hanoi to East Berlin
Commando, involved again
They do their best, they do what they can
They get them ready for Vietnam
First rule is "the laws of Germany"
Second rule is "be nice to mommy"
Third rule is "don't talk to Commies"
Fourth rule is "eat kosher salamis"
(ramones)

There's nothing left for me, Of days that used to be
They're just a memory, Among my souvenirs
Some letters sad and blue, A photograph or two
I see a rose from you, Among my souvenirs

A few more tokens rest, Within my treasure chest
And, though they do their best, To give me consolation
I count them all apart, And, as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart, Among my souvenirs

I count them all apart, And, as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart, Among my souvenirs

(Connie Frances)

My heart is broken but what care I?
Such pride inside me has woken
I'll try my best not to cry
By and by

When the final farewells must be spoken
I'll join the Legion, that's what I'll do
And in some far distant region
Where human hearts are staunch and true
I shall start my life anew

Good-bye, it's time
I sought a foreign clime
Where I may find
There are hearts more kind
Than I leave behind and so, I go
To fight a savage foe

Although I know that
I'll be sometimes missed by the girls I've kissed
In some Abyssinian French Dominion
I shall do my bit and fall for the flag if I must
Where the desert sand is nice and handy
I'll be full of grit

You won't see my heels for the dust
I'll do or die
You'll know the reason why
When told of bold Leopold's last stand
For the Fatherland

Good-bye, it's time
I sought a foreign clime
Where I may find
There are hearts more kind
Than I leave behind and so, I go
To fight a savage foe

Although I know that
I'll be sometimes missed by the girls I've kissed
In some Abyssinian French Dominion
I shall do my bit and fall for the flag if I must
Where the desert sand is nice and handy
I'll be full of grit

You won't see my heels for the dust
I'll do or die
You'll know the reason why
When told of bold Leopold's last stand
For the Fatherland

Good-bye, good-bye
I wish you all a last good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye
I wish you all a last good-bye

(Josef Locke)

I'm a shock trooper in a stupor
Yes I am.
I'm a Nazi schatze
Y'know I fight for fatherland
Little German boy
Being pushed around
Little German boy
In a German town
Today your love, tomorrow the world
(again, ramones - dee dee spent a lot of his childhood in germany)

I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man
We are the chosen, we're the partisan
The cause it is noble and the cause it is just
We are ready to pay with our lives, if we must

Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side

I'm a soldier of fortune, I'm a dog of war
And we don't give a damn who the killing is for
It's the same old story with a different name
Death or glory, it's the killing game

Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side

Nothing gonna stop them as the day follows the night
Right becomes wrong, the left becomes the right
And they sing as they march with their flags unfurled
Today in the mountains ... tomorrow the world

Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side

(Dire Straits)

Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world
And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl
Love 'n' hate tattooed across the knuckles of his hands
Hands that slap his kids around 'cause they don't understand how
Death or glory becomes just another story
Death or glory becomes just another story
'N' every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock 'n' roll
Grabs the mike to tell us he'll die before he's sold
But I believe in this and it's been tested by research
He who ****s nuns will later join the church
Death or glory becomes just another story
Death or glory becomes just another story
(the clash)

Death or glory
Baby, you and me
No warning, no mercy
"Off with his head", She said, said she

Death or glory
All the bliss, All that memory
You threw us out the window
Not even one last kiss, One last kiss

(Roy Harper)

Out for the first, the atmosphere is heavy
World title lays on the line
Strong and proud, he is much older
I am the faster, I'm in my prime
Third round late, he starts to tire
Open cut over his left eye
Smelling blood, attack is relentless
In the back seats I see his girl cry
Cry no mercy, no quarter
No place to hide for me and the man
Lefts and rights never came in harder
No mercy, take it while you can now!
No mercy, take it while you can
(Nils Lofgren)

Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon
Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon

From Youngstown, Ohio, Ray "Boom Boom" Mancini
A lightweight contender, like father like son
He fought for the title with Frias in Vegas
And he put him away in round number one

Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon
Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon

When Alexis Arguello gave Boom Boom a beating
Seven weeks later he was back in the ring
Some have the speed and the right combinations
If you can't take the punches, it don't mean a thing

Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon
Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon

When they asked him who was responsible
For the death of do Koo Kim
He said, "Some one should have stopped the fight
And told me it was him."

They made hypocrite judgements after the fact
But the name of the game is be hit and hit back

Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon
Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon

(Warren Zevon)

Ahhh, whoa, great gosh-a-mighty (Sha-na-boom boom, yeah)
Say it, y'all (Sha-na-boom boom, yeah)
Tell me, tell me, tell me, come on (Sha-na-boom boom, yeah)
Well, well (Sha-na-na-na-boom boom, yeah)

I've been trying to find what's heavy that's been messing up my mind?
I think I found the answer, 'cause it was right there all the time
Heavy makes you happy, I just got to say
Put on your heavy, if I can't feel this way

Come on, come on (Sha-na-boom boom, yeah)
Do it, do it, do it, do it! (Sha-na-boom boom, yeah)
(Sha-na-na-na-boom boom, yeah)

By talking to my people, you know that it occurred to me?
It's more than just a feeling - it's a philosophy
Heavy makes you happy, drying up your drink
Ohhh, spread a little heavy, and it makes somebody sing

Come on, y'all (Sha-na-boom boom, yeah)
Right on, right on, right on! (Sha-na-boom boom, yeah)
(Sha-na-na-na-boom boom, yeah)

A little bit softer, now (Sha-na-boom boom, yeah)
Oh, do it easy, now (Sha-na-boom boom, yeah)
Lay it on down (Sha-na-na-na-boom boom, yeah)

(The Staples Singers)

Hey nonny ding dong, alang alang alang
Boom ba-doh, ba-doo ba-doodle-ay
Oh, life could be a dream (sh-boom)
If I could take you up in paradise up above (sh-boom)
If you would tell me I'm the only one that you love
Life could be a dream sweetheart
(Hello hello again, sh-boom and hopin' we'll meet again)
Oh, life could be a dream (sh-boom)
If only all my precious plans would come true (sh-boom)
If you would let me spend my whole life lovin' you
Life could be a dream sweetheart
Now every time I look at you
Something is on my mind (dat-dat-dat-dat-dat-duh)
If you do what I want you to
Baby, we'd be so fine
Oh, life could be a dream (sh-boom)
If I could take you up in paradise up above (sh-boom)
If you would tell me I'm the only one that you love
Life could be a dream sweetheart
Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da
Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da
Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da, sh-boom
Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da
Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da
Sh-boom sh-boom Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da, sh-boom
Every time I look at you
Somethin' is on my mind
If you do what I want you to
Baby, we'd be so fine
Life could be a dream
If I could take you up in paradise up above
If you would tell me I'm the only one that you love
Life could be a dream sweetheart
(Hello hello again, sh-boom and hopin' we'll meet again) boom sh-boom
Hey nonny ding dong, alang alang alang (sh-boom)
Ba-doh, ba-doo ba-doodle-ay
Life could be a dream
Life could be a dream, sweetheart
Life could be a dream
If only all my precious plans would come true
If you would let me spend my whole life loving you
Life could be a dream sweetheart
(dee-oody-ooh, sh-boom, sh-boom)
(dee-oody-ooh, sh-boom, sh-boom)
(dee-oody-ooh, sh-boom, sh-boom)
Sweetheart

(The Coasters)

I'm going to San Bernardino, ring-a-ding-ding
Milkshake mix is thus my thing now
These guys bought a heap in my stuff
And I gotta see a good thing shooting up now

Or my name is not Kroc, it's Kroc with a K
A crocodile is not spelt that way now
It's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Kroc style, boom like that

Folks line up all down the street
Now I am seeing this girl devour her meat now
And then I get it, wham as clear as day
My pulse begins to hammer then I hear a voice say

These boys have got this down
Ought to be one of these in every town
These boys have got the touch
It's clean as a whistle and it don't cost much

Wham bam, don't wait long
Shake fries plenty of gum
And how about that friendly name
Heck, every little thing gotta stay the same

Or my name is not Kroc, that's Kroc with a K
A crocodile is not spelt that way now
It's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Dog eat dog, rat eat rat
It's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Kroc style, boom like that

You gentlemen are to expand
You're gonna need a helping hand now
So gentlemen, well, what about me?
We'll make a little business history now

Or my name is not Kroc, it's Kroc with a K
A crocodile is not spelt that way now
It's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Kroc style, boom like that

Well, we'll build it up and I'll buy him out
The man they made me grind it out now
They open up a new place flippin' meat
So I do too, right across the street

I got the main I need town
Sell 'em in the end and it all shuts down
Sometimes you gotta be an S.O.B.
You wanna make a dream reality

Competition sent 'em south
They're gonna drown or we're hosing 'em out
Do not pass, go straight to hell
I smell a lotta meat, da smell

Or my name is not Kroc that's Kroc with a K
A crocodile is not spelt that way now
Ohh, it's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Dog eat dog, rat eat rat now
Ohh, it's dog eat dog, rat eat rat
Kroc style, boom like that

(Mark Knopfler tells us how McDonalds came into being)

I had the impression our love was a-ok?
When I looked in her eyes I thought I had it made?
We were cruisin' right along down a wide open road
But what lurks around the corner I guess you never know?
It was love beyond a shadow of a doubt ... That's when the lights went out ...

Like steppin' off a corner on a busy street
Like a pretty girl can knock you off your feet
Like a change in the weather or the drop of a hat ...
BOOM! - it was over just like that!

Maybe I didn't know what I thought I knew?
Now was it what I did, or what I didn't do?
You know, I thought she thought I was a helluva guy?
Ain't it funny how things change in the blink of an eye?
She smiled a smile so sweet and calm ... That's when she dropped the bomb ...

Like steppin' off a corner on a busy street?
Like a pretty girl can knock you off your feet?
Like a change in the weather or the drop of a hat? ...
BOOM! - it was over just like that!

Like a touchdown pass in overtime?
Like a thunderbolt from a clear blue sky?
Like a knockout punch sends a man to the mat? ...
BOOM! - it was over just like that!

It was love beyond a shadow of a doubt ... That's when the lights went out ...

Like steppin' off a corner on a busy street?
Like a pretty girl can knock you off your feet?
Like a change in the weather or the drop of a hat? ...
BOOM! - it was over just like that!

Like a touchdown pass in overtime?
Like a thunderbolt from a clear blue sky?
Like a knockout punch sends a man to the mat? ...
BOOM! - it was over just like that!

(Robert Ellis Orral)

A restless eye across a weary room
A glazed look and I was on the road to ruin
The music played and played as we whirled without end
No word, no hint, her honour to defend
I will, I will, she sighed to my request
And then she tossed her mane
While my resolve was put to the test
Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire
I led the way to the funeral pyre
Without a thought of the consequence
I gave into my decadence
One slip and down the hole we fall
It seems to take no time at all
A momentary lapse of reason that binds a life for life
A small regret you won't ever forget
There'll be no sleep in here tonight
(Pink Floyd)

No time for the complexities of conversation
No time for smiles, no time for knowing
No time for the intricacies of explanation
No time for sharing, even less for showing

If I could, I'd slow the whole world down
I'd bring it to it's knees, I'd stop it spinning round
But as it is, I'm climbing up an endless wall
No time at all, No time this time, No time at all, No time this time

No time for a quick kiss at the railway station
No time for a suitcase, sandwich, and a morning paper
Only time for timetables and transportation
No time to think, no time to dare

If I could, I'd slow the whole world down
I'd bring it to it's knees, I'd stop it spinning round
But as it is, I'm climbing up an endless wall
No time at all, No time this time, No time at all, No time this time

If I could, I'd slow the whole world down
I'd bring it to it's knees, I'd stop it spinning round
But as it is, I'm climbing up an endless wall
No time at all, No time this time, No time at all, No time this time

(The Police)

Life's short, don't make a mess of it
To the ends of the earth, you'll look for a sense in it
No chances, no plans
I'll smash the windows of my box
I'll be a madman
It's no time to be 21
To be anyone

Hold back, see what you miss of it
Out of the shadows, into the thick of it
No maybes, no guessing
I'm getting wound up
The plot sickens
It's no time to be 21
To be anyone

Strip down to the bare facts of it
Into the cold heart, no hope and all that shit
No chances, no plans
I think I'll be somebody else
Or else a madman
It's no time to be 21
To be anyone

We'll be your untouchables
We'll be your outcasts
We don't care what you projects on us
It's no time to be 21
(the adverts)

"The plot sickens" ... Oooh, I like that line ;o> ...

This is no time for celebration, This is no time for shaking hands
This is no time for backslapping, This is no time for marching Bands
This is no time for optimism, This is no time for endless thought
This is no time for my country right or wrong, Remember what that brought?

There is no time, There is no time, There is no time, There is no time

This is no time for congratulations, This is no time to turn your back
This is no time for circumlocution, This is no time for learned speech
This is no time to count your blessings, This is no time for private gain
This is the time to put up or shut up, It won't come back this way again

There is no time, There is no time, There is no time, There is no time

This is no time to swallow anger, This is no time to ignore hate
This is no time to be acting frivolous, Because the time is getting late
This is no time for private vendettas, This is no time to not know who you are
Self knowledge is a dangerous thing, The freedom of who you are

This is no time to ignore warnings, This is no time to clear the plate
Let's not be sorry after the fact, And let the past become our fate

There is no time, There is no time, There is no time, There is no time

This is no time to turn away and drink, Or smoke some vials of crack
This is a time to gather force, And take dead aim and attack
This is no time for celebration, This is no time for saluting flags
This is no time for inner searchings, The future is at hand

This is no time for phony rhetoric, This is no time for political speech
This is a time for action, Because the future's within reach

This is the time, This is the time, This is the time, Because there is no time
There is no time, There is no time, There is no time, There is no time

(Lou Reed)

(Agree, suzy. Presumably written by TV Smith, tech?An underrated songwriter.)

Darling remember when you come to me
I'm a pretender; I'm not what I'm suppose to be
But who could know if I'm a traitor?
Time's the revelator, the revelator

They caught the Katy and left me a mule to ride.
The fortune lady came along, she walked beside
But every word seemed to date her
Time's the revelator, the revelator

Up in the morning, up and on the ride
Drive into Corning, and all the spindles whine
And everyday is getting straighter
Time's the revelator, the revelator

Leaving the valley, fucking out of sight
I'll go back to Cali where I can sleep out every night
And watch the waves and move the fader
Time's the revelator, the revelator

(Gillian Welsh)

aye (ish), i liked the adverts, but no really the explorers or solo stuff. good line tho'!

Skinny was born in a bathtub
And he grew so incredibly thin
Even the end of an eye dropper
Sucked him in
Skinny never knew any questions
Skinny never looked at lights
Skinny sold something
Every single night
Skinny sold a soldier toy to me
Skinny sold a wife
Skinny sold a suction cup
And a knife
Skinny found a hello dolly
Record in the hall
He sold it to a truck driver
In the fall
(the residents)

Well, I know a guy who's made 'o bone and skin
Women, but they ravin' 'bout skinny Jim
Skinny Jim, hoo, man, skinny Jim
Ohhh, yes, yes, yes, all the gals love him, skinny Jim

Hoo, well, I went to a party with skinny Jim
My baby came with me but she left with him
Skinny Jim, hoo, man, skinny Jim
Hmmm, yes, yes, yes, all the gals love him, skinny Jim

Well, Jim got charm, he got class
All the women love him ohhh yeah, yeah, yeah
Skinny Jim, hoo, man, skinny Jim
Ohhh, yes, yes, yes, all the gals love him, skinny Jim

Be-bop-a-loo-la, skinny Jim, Hoo, Be-bop-a-loo-la, skinny Jim
Hoo, Be-bop-a-loo-la, skinny Jim, Hoo, Be-bop-a-loo-la, skinny Jim
Ohhh, yes, yes, yes, all the gals love him, skinny Jim

(Eddie Cochran)

Pushing through the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys electric irons and T.V.'s
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people
(dave bowie)

Telephone line, bad connection
And I'm half asleep
Making conversation with you should be easy
But it ain't
Wish you could be with me
There would be no problem
Our communication's bad right now
And I want to see you again
Person to person, face to face
Person to person, one to one
Person to person, touching hands
Person to person, that's what love demands
Six weeks, long time to be without you sugar
But what can I do
Working hard on the other side of the world
Might as well be on the Moon
Wish that I could write it all down
And put it in a letter to you
Feeling like I do right now
Won't make it any better to you
Just gotta be
Person to person, face to face
Person to person, one to one
Person to person, we can't replace
Person to person, that's just how it gets done
(Avetage White Band)

Don't send, don't write no letter, Stay away from your telephone
I need you person to person, Send your little fine self on home
Don't send me no message, You know I'm all alone
I need you person to person, Bring your little fine self on home

Ain't no use to telephonin' me, I can't love no telephone
All the time you're telephonin' me, You could be coming home, ohhh baby
Don't call me on the phone, I need you person to person
Bring your little fine self on home

Ohhh yeah, babe, don't talk to me on the phone
I need you person to person, Bring your little fine self on home

Ain't no use to telephonin' me, I can't love no telephone
All the time you're telephonin' me, You could be coming home, ohhh baby
Don't call me on the phone, I need you person to person
Bring your little fine self on home

Ain't no use to send no letter, I can't hold no paper tight
Ain't no use to send no message, It can't talk to me all night
Ohhh baby, don't call me on the telephone
I need you person to person, Bring your little fine self on home

(Elmore James)

Couldn’t pass up the opportunity ;-)

My phone's on vibrate for you
Electro clash is karaoke too
I try to dance Britney Spears
I guess I'm getting on in years

My phone's on vibrate for you
God knows what all these new drugs do
I guess to have no more fears
But still I always end up in tears

My phone's on vibrate for you
But still I never ever feel from you
Pinocchio's now a boy
Who wants to turn back into a toy

So call me
Call me in the morning
Call me in the night
So call me
Call me anytime you like

My phone's on vibrate
For you, for you

The Lovely Rufus

Larger than life, sharper than a knife,
Ever ready for the time,
Slick and smooth I'm bound to improve your mood,
And make you feel fine,
Stick with me now, I'm ready and how
I'm really starting to buzz,
Your feeling comes, I'm starting to hum,
I can do it like nothing else does,
You're never alone when I'm around
You can always rely on me,
I'm your friend, my love won't bend,
And that I can guarantee,
Straight and true and all for you,
I'm so eager to please,
Stick with me and I'll keep you free,
From any nasty disease,
'Cause I'm a vibrator,
Pleased I'm ready to start,
I'm vi-vi-vi-vibrator, with a power pack for a heart
(m.o'torhead)

! ... ;o> ...

Close your eyes - go to sleep, Close your eyes - get so dizzy
World is spinning in your bed, I know where the sun goes
Gone to wake up the sparrows, In England - it's morning

In time you'll see that some things travel faster than light
In time you'll recognise that love is larger than life

Now you know what you're missing, Now you've seen that I'm willing
If you're looking for the message? Close your eyes
Do you hear what I'm thinking? Is it how you imagined?

In time you'll see that some things travel faster than light
In time you'll recognise that love is larger than life

And praise will come to those whose kindness leaves you without debt
And bends the shape of things that haven't happened yet

Colours changing like a lizard, Close your eyes
Now you know what I'm thinking? Is it how you imagined?

In time you'll find that some things travel faster than light
In time you'll recognise that love is larger than life

And praise will come to those whose kindness leaves you without debt
And bends the shape of things to come that haven't happened yet

(Neil Finn)

If you want wild livin' fast
And if you want to end up givin' your all
That's because
Pussycat, she's livin' reckless
Pussycat, she's ridin' high
If you think that you can take her
Well, just you try

It's that she doesn't see
What's wrong for my
She's running fast and free
Child of the night

In her life there'll be no time for love
You'll never take her, make up your mind
You will find
Pussycat, she's livin' reckless
Pussycat, she's ridin' high
If you think that you can take her
Well, just you try
(the cramps)

Can't stay at home, can't stay at school
Old folks say "You poor little fool"
Down the streets I'm the girl next door
I'm the fox you've been waiting for
Hello Daddy, Hello Mom
I'm your ch-ch-ch- cherry bomb
Hello world, I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb
Stone age love and strange sounds too
Come on, baby, let me get to you
Bad nights causing teenage blues
Get down ladies, you've got nothing to lose
Hello Daddy, Hello Mom
I'm your ch-ch-ch- cherry bomb
Hello world, I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb
(Joan Jett And The Blackhearts)

Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to
A song that I had only sang to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and said lets pass some time
And I will give to you summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Ohhh-oh summer wine
My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak
I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet
She reassured me with an unfamiliar line
And then she gave to me more summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine
(nancy 'n' lee)

I was once out strolling one very hot summer's day,
When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest
In a big field of tall grass.
I laid there in the sun and felt it caressing my face
As I fell asleep and dreamed.
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie
And that I was the star of the movie.
This really blew my mind:
The fact that me - an overfed, long-haired, leaping gnome -
Should be the star of a Hollywood movie, hmmm.
But there I was.
Hmm, I was taken to a place:
The hall of the mountain kings.
I stood high by the mountain tops,
Naked to the world
In front of
Every kind of girl.
There was long ones, tall ones, short ones, brown ones,
Black ones, round ones, big ones, crazy ones.
Out of the middle, came a lady.
She whispered in my ear
Something crazy.
She said,
Spill the wine, take that pearl.
Spill the wine, take that pearl.
Spill the wine, take that pearl.
Spill the wine, take that pearl.

I could feel hot flames of fire roaring at my back
As she disappeared, but soon she returned.
In her hand was a bottle of wine;
In the other a glass.
She poured some of the wine from the bottle into the glass
And raised it to her lips,
And just before she drank it, she said,
Take the wine dig that girl.
Spill the wine, dig that girl.
Spill the wine, dig that girl, come on, come on.
Spill the wine, dig that girl.
Take that girl, yeah.
It's on girl, all you gotta do is spill that wine.
Spill that wine, let me feel, let me feel hot, yeah, yeah, ooh.
Spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine,
Spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine.
Dig that girl.

(Eric Burdon/War)

Build me a river within my thoughts
Build me a boat I can put my songs in
Build me a river within my thoughts
Won’t you build me a boat I can put my songs in
Oh yeah and send them to him

He was the singer for me, don’t you know it
Found love in the strength of his song
When I’m weary and I know that he’s gone
I just drink, drink deep
Drink the sweet wine of his song

Oh drink!

He was the singer for me, don’t you know it
Found love in the strength of his song
When I’m weary and I know that he’s gone
I just drink, drink deep
Drink the sweet wine of his song

Oh yeah!


(Mike Heron)

I want to go all over the world
And start living free
I know that there's somebody who
Is waiting for me

I'll build a boat, steady and true
As soon as it's done
I'm going to sail along in the dreams
Of my dear someone

One little star, smiling tonight
Knows where you are
Stay, little star, steady and bright
To guide me afar

Blow, little wind, over the deep
For now I've begun
Hurry and take me straight into the arms
Of my dear someone
Hurry and take me straight into the arms
Of my dear someone

(Gillian Welch)

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

But I believe in love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

Nick Cave etc.